Why? Why? Why was it that no matter where they were, pain would always linger around them? Was there no place in the world without pain and sorrow?
Carefree's heart was in a mess, really in a mess. Although he had not known the old man for long, the old man's kindness and closeness had left a good impression on him. Xiaoyao had never been loved by his parents and relatives since he was young. He was a poor orphan, abandoned by his cruel parents in a corner of the city. Ever since he was young, Xiaoyao had been longing for the love of his family. He always fantasized that two people who claimed to be his parents would come and take him away some time tomorrow. They would bring him to a warm place where Xiaoyao could call them daddy and mommy. Then, he would sleep in their arms and feel their warmth.
However, they didn't. Even when Carefree decided to leave the city and wander around, he still hadn't found the two people who could give him warmth.
" I'm like a lone migrating bird, defecting alone, unwilling to let life hold me, ignorant and old…"
Carefree liked this song very much. It seemed to express his inner thoughts, his desires, and his dreams.
Carefree was in pain. He had never been in so much pain before. He really wanted to lose himself and forget himself in this country. He wanted to stop thinking about it and stop feeling sad. Just as the God of Creation had said, live well.
Ha, live, live well.
Carefree walked to the tree where the old man found him.
The old man had already told Carefree about the unlucky wolf. Carefree didn't have a big reaction. Instead, he felt that he should just die. Just like Buddha, cutting off his flesh to feed his baby. Ha, he wasn't that magnanimous. He just felt that life was too bitter, too tired, and too guarded.
Perhaps this was the poet's natural sentimental feeling.
After wandering for so many years, Carefree didn't know how many roads he had walked. It wasn't until today that he realized that these years of wandering had made him feel even more pain in life. Years of wandering did not weaken his love for Ye. Instead, it made him miss Ye even more. He missed every word and action of hers. Sometimes, when he saw her in his dreams, he would be happy for a day or two.
Heh, what is love in this world?
Carefree carried the tree on his back and slowly closed his eyes. That was it. He wanted to calm his heart and quietly feel nature.
The wind blew gently, rustling the leaves and playing a beautiful song.
Anyway, Grandpa would find out sooner or later. Besides, Chan Juan might not necessarily become a female devil. People were originally kind. Carefree finally decided to go back and tell the old man about Chan Juan being taken away by Ji Shiyan, so he let go of the unbearable feeling just now and walked towards the old man's wooden house.
The wind was still blowing, but it wasn't as bone-piercing anymore. There was a hint of warmth, like the sunlight in spring, illuminating the darkness and warming Carefree's chest.
At the same time, Carefree felt that it was time for him to bid farewell to the old man. He could not stay here for too long. There were still important things waiting for him to do.
From afar, Carefree saw that the wooden house was on fire!
This sudden fire was constantly devouring the old man's wooden house and the surrounding trees. Suddenly, thick smoke billowed from Crouching Bull Mountain. Because the trees were connected, the fire spread across the entire mountain in a short while. The fire mercilessly devoured this beautiful place.
"Grandpa!"
Carefree rushed into the sea of fire recklessly. At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten himself. The only thing he had to do was to save the old man.
"Grandpa!" Carefree shouted outside the wooden house, but the fire was too strong. Carefree couldn't rush into the wooden house. He knelt on the ground and tears fell. The fire was still burning mercilessly in Carefree's heart.
Who was it?
"Carefree…"
It was the old man's voice. Carefree was overjoyed and quickly searched for traces of the old man.
"Grandpa, where are you?"
"I'm here."
Carefree turned around and found the old man lying under a tree. Although he was not burned by the fire, his face was unusually pale.
"Grandpa!" Carefree rushed to the old man's side and helped him up." Grandpa, are you okay?"”
Carefree knew that the old man must have been seriously injured and he didn't have long to live. Sadness gushed out from his heart, and Carefree's face was covered in tears.
"Xiaoyao, I can't take it anymore. Don't cry. I've been doing business in the martial world for decades. I've long expected this outcome. You have to remember that the Jianghu is dangerous. Don't trust others easily. I'm really sorry. The black sword you just forged was snatched away by a man in black, along with some of my collection. Cough! Cough!"
Carefree caressed the old man's chest and cried,""Grandpa, you won't die. You definitely won't die!”
"Silly child, people have to die. Didn't you say that death might be a better release? Wouldn't it be better if death could free me? However, I still can't let go of one person. She's my precious granddaughter Chan Juan.”The old man held Carefree's hand tightly and begged,""Xiaoyao, promise me one thing.”
"Grandpa, as long as I can do it, I will definitely do it for you!”
"Help me take good care of Chan Juan…Cough! I know…she was taken away by Ji Shiyan, that female demon head. All this time…all this time, I've been lying to myself, saying that Chanjuan was taken away by a kind nun to cultivate. But, but…sigh. " Reality is always so helpless. Xiaoyao, promise me that no matter what Chanjuan becomes, you will take good care of her. Promise me…" The old man's face was even paler. His hands were trembling, and Xiaoyao's heart was crying.
"Grandpa, I promise you!" Carefree said firmly.
"I'll give this Gu Yue to you. You take it with you to find Chanjuan…You…must…make her…happy…"
"Grandpa…"
Carefree's heart was completely broken. He cried at the top of his lungs, as if he wanted to use all his strength to express the grief in his heart.
The old man left just like that. Carefree's only relative in this world had passed away just like that.
The fire was still burning. There was no fire brigade in this era, and this forest fire could not be extinguished with the current technology of mankind. Carefree carried the old man's body into the mine beside the wooden house. Because the mountain path had been sealed by the fire, Carefree couldn't go down the mountain. In order to survive, he could only stay in the mine.
There was a shovel in the mine. Carefree dug a grave for the old man.
"Grandpa, rest in peace. I will definitely take care of Chan Juan for you. No matter if she has become a demoness, no matter if she has someone she loves, I will take care of her and make her happy.”
Carefree kowtowed three times and then placed the shovel in front of the old man's grave.
Carefree turned around and walked into the depths of the mine. He knew that the fire outside would not be extinguished for two to three days, so he had to find food. He remembered that the old man had said that the mine had collapsed not long ago. Fortunately, the old man had brought some food in. After he was rescued, the excess food was left behind. He also said that the food was cured meat or something, which would not go bad easily.
Carefree brought his only hope into the depths of the mine.
"Found it!"
Luckily, because of the fire outside, Carefree found a big iron pot without a torch. The lid of the iron pot was pressed down by a big rock. When Carefree opened it, he found a pot of rice wine and bacon that was enough for him to eat for four to five days.
Hence, Carefree stayed in the mine for two days.
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